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The Sam Chase has a voice like a Nun on the lam with a mouthful cigarettes and curse words in a lonely bar, drunkenly dancing next to a broken jukebox. His songs are scribbled, not written, on lipstick and sweat stained motel bedsheets because he likes the way the ink bleeds. His guitar runs on diesel and leaks like the morning after too much Whiskey. His is a show you'll probably want to tattoo on your body so everyone will know that you knew him before he was cool. His backing band, The Functional Alcoholics are descended from Norse Warriors known as The Berserkers. Old Norse literature and historians note that Berserkers fought with an uncontrollable, trance-like fury. They would work themselves into a rage before battle, consuming drugged foods, and dressed in nothing but their enemies blood. The Functional Alcoholics follow their ancestors ancient practices before every show. Little is known about the night he was conceived because, frankly it is nobodies damn business. However, there are at least two people who had the foresight to procreate at just the right moment, when all of those dimly lit specs of light in the sky held a position just long enough to time stamp a genetic code and shoot it down from the cold, empty heavens to create another poor soul, destined to live and die out here on this cold rock, twirling violently in the vast emptiness of space. Then he was born. He should have been born at the top of a mountain during a lightning storm. Where he actually

Will Never Die

Will Lead Us to Victory
You Call This an Album
Great White Noise
The Last Rites of Dallas Pistol

Almost Done
Dragula
Jam in the Van - The Sam Chase
Donald J. Trump Is Still the Biggest Asshole in the World (Live in London, England)
Ain't Dead Yet
Lost & Found (Live at the Lost Sierra Hoedown 2019)
Dark Times